History of Crowden
Anne Crowden founded the school in 1983 with the intention of working in conjunction with the student's private music teacher to create conditions where each student can realize their musical potential. Anne and her successors have succeeded in integrating intensive musical training into a school life which, though characterized by its distinctive music program, fulfills its primary goal of giving children a first-class education in balance with their musical needs.
Anne Crowden studied at Edinburgh University in Scotland and trained at the Royal Academy of Music in London. She became an internationally renowned instrumental player and performed as a violinist with the Edinburgh String Quartet, and the Netherlands Chamber Orchestra, as well as performing as a soloist for the British Broadcasting Association and the Arts Council of Great Britain. She moved to the US in 1965. In 1980 she was elected an Associate of the Royal Academy of Music for her distinguished service to music. Her pupils at The Crowden School consistently won many of the top performing prizes and awards in the country and were regularly selected to go on to schools and conservatories such as the Juilliard School of Music.
To see a documentary about Crowden in its early days, click the following links to view parts one and two on YouTube:
Today, The Crowden School is a full academic day school, located in Berkeley, for children in grades four through eight. The school provides extensive musical training, in addition to its academic program, with an emphasis on chamber music and choral music. Crowden Music Center also runs the extensive and very successful community program Crowden Center for Music in the Community, which includes classes in instrumental music, eurhythmics, choir, and opera.
How and Why I Began a School for Musical Children
by Anne Crowden
Ever since I became a “Born Again” Chamber Musician at the age of 18, I have religiously organized my life around my addiction. “Organized” is not the word others might use about an addicted chamber player who turns down lucrative work with benefits and pension in order to pursue hours of ensemble practice for less money than a job waitressing. Then, of course, later comes the necessity to pass one’s addiction on to musical children and students which I did through Saturday workshops, summer schools and university music departments.During my private teaching of 9-18 year olds, the plight of the Junior High School student (ages 11-14) seemed to be intolerable. They were always exhausted, mostly disheartened and having to practice after 8-hour school day, piles of homework looming ahead, not to mention family commitments and household chores. It all seemed so miserable for them. Musical children of this age definitely seemed to need a different background.
Following the example of some British schools, e.g., Menuhin, Purcell and St. Mary’s to name three of many, I decided, with support from a few parents and colleagues to found a small school for this age group. We opened with eleven students. We were regarded academically with great suspicion by all and it took quite a few years to persuade parents-at-large that musical progress and academic progress go hand in hand.
The purpose of the school is to provide a musical training in balance with a first class academic education. This balance can work in two ways:
1. For those with exceptional musical ability it provides a solid program in musicianship, chamber music, time to practice and plenty of performing opportunities. Most importantly it gives these gifted children a sympathetic environment and peer support.
2. For those with a more general musical ability, the school can provide a wonderful broad education in a shared creative activity which, hopefully, will remain a pleasure all their lives.
Although Chamber Music is at the heart of the program, we pursue a comprehensive musical training: theory, composition, Dalcroze Eurhythmics, choral and part-singing, ear training. The children, who are mostly string players, study with any private teacher of their choice.
We give performances on the average of once a month. These performances can include chamber music, chamber orchestra, solos, chorus, opera and most popular composition night.
It is my belief that children of this age must be engaged in active, creative learning in all the Arts. For instance, if one puts on a play, appropriate music of that period must be found and performed, and the art class should build and paint the sets. With such a small school, of course, every student is engaged in the play, the music and the painting. This integration of the different departments and the fun in doing it will remain in memory much longer than the facts alone from the various classes.
For instance, the English class wrote haiku — the composition class set them to music and they performed with mime and dance. I am sure many of our students will never forget our efforts at Molière (in French, of course), “The Importance of Being Ernest” (which we made into a musical), and The French Revolution with the inspired dance scene against red lighting in the shadow of the guillotine. Above all other such endeavors was the miming of the Russian Revolution to the music of Shostakovich’s String Quartet No. 8 played by four of our own students.
The following poem was written by a 12 year old girl after the performance.
Shostakovich Quartet No. 8
A river of melancholy harmony
Pulls itself slowly but surely
Through the endless black;
Its fingers reach out,
Carrying me through
A door of flowing, glowing, darkness.
Alack! I feel the darkness
Surrounding me,
As the despair of a thousand years,
a thousand crying, dying children,
A thousand tears
closes in
Whoosh
Swirl
a weeping girl.
Then, a hint of light.
Has the dawn swept her
Flowing tresses
O’er the never ending night?
Emaciated, hopeful faces turn
To boiling waters churn
And fill the air with dread
Then each and every head
Turns down in shame.
Soon, they resume their work,
In an eternal circle of forgotten hopes
As the pulsing, flowing river of
Melancholy harmony
pulls itself through the endless
Black, Alack!
drip
drip
drip
— Dhara Mc Dermed
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